Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 365: You’ve Got the Wrong Target for Revenge

Chapter 365: Chapter 365: You’ve Got the Wrong Target for Revenge

Chu Yelin’s words were filled with sarcasm and anger.

Old Madam Yin gazed at his face, which bore some resemblance to Yin Moran, sighed softly, and said, "You saw the news? Don’t tell me that you had a hand in this news? Once the news spreads, it won’t only shake Moran’s position but also create a rift between Lin Qian and Moran. Yelin, did you plan this with Yin Jingchen from the very start?"

She had lived most of her life and could see through these convoluted schemes with ease.

Chu Yelin’s desire to retaliate against the Yin Family’s main branch would undoubtedly connect him with the second branch.

After all, Chu Yelin and Yin Jingchen’s mothers had an unusual and deep history.

Upon hearing Old Madam Yin’s question, Chu Yelin sneered coldly. "That’s right. Ever since I found out how my mother died, I’ve been in contact with Yin Jingchen. The overseas project that Moran was managing—its downfall had my hand in it. As for today’s news, although I didn’t plan it personally, I’m thrilled to see it unfold. Don’t you always believe that your eldest grandson is the pride of the Yin Family? I just want to see how Yin Moran crumbles!"

Let’s see how he still competes with me for women!

Chu Yelin’s expression grew even colder, while Old Madam Yin quietly watched him and gently shook her head.

"Yelin, have you ever thought that your mother’s tragic end was caused not just by the Yin Family’s second branch but also by her own decisions? If Yin Jingchen’s mother hadn’t manipulated your mom, if your mother hadn’t gotten involved in the first place, none of this would’ve happened! Even if you hate the Yin Family, why are you targeting Yin Moran? You’ve chosen the wrong person for revenge!"

There is always cause and effect.

She hoped that Chu Yelin wouldn’t plunge himself deeper into the obsession for vengeance, hurting his half-brother in the process.

"I don’t need you to remind me who’s right or wrong! I’ll remember every single person who hurt my mom! Revenge is not about forgetting—it’s about waiting for the right moment!"

Chu Yelin glared coldly at Old Madam Yin before turning and walking away.

The Yin Family’s second branch, he certainly wouldn’t spare them.

Who says that collaborators have to stay allies forever?

He was only using Yin Jingchen.

As for the internal strife within the Yins, he’d merely sit back and reap the benefits.

And Yin Moran...

Why was he targeting him?

Both were sons of the same man, so why did he have to be inferior to Yin Moran?

Why did every woman he had ever cared for end up choosing Moran?

How could he resign himself to it!

Chu Yelin took a deep breath, his face clouded, as he left Old Madam Yin’s hospital room.

Not far away, Yin Moran, who had just finished a phone call, casually glanced over and saw Chu Yelin walking out from the hospital room.

Immediately, his obsidian eyes narrowed slightly.

Chu Yelin?

Why would he be leaving Grandma’s hospital room?

Feeling uneasy, Yin Moran briefly informed Lin Qian to go ahead and find Nangong Li, before he himself headed back to Old Madam Yin’s room.

When he pushed the door open, Old Madam Yin was leaning against the bed, a servant helping her drink water.

"Grandma."

Yin Moran strode to the bedside, scrutinizing her with concern. "Are you alright?"

"I’m fine. Weren’t you out with Lin Qian to see Qinglan? Why are you back again?"

Old Madam Yin smiled warmly at Yin Moran as she asked.

"I just saw Chu Yelin leaving your hospital room. I was worried about you, so..."

Seeing that Old Madam Yin was fine, Yin Moran relaxed a bit, but a sense of perplexity lingered. "Grandma, why was he here?"

Upon hearing this, Old Madam Yin’s old eyes flickered, her gaze meeting Yin Moran’s deep, dark eyes, and she sighed inwardly.

Well, the truth about Chu Yelin’s lineage would have to be made public eventually.

It was time for her eldest grandson to know that he had a half-brother.

"Moran, actually, Chu Yelin is a descendant of the Yin Family. He’s your half-brother."

One sentence sent Yin Moran into a daze, his exquisitely sharp brows furrowing deeply.

"Grandma, is what you’re saying true?"

He was utterly shocked!

Chu Yelin was actually his half-brother?

His father had never mentioned this before.

"It’s absolutely true."

Old Madam Yin sighed and gestured for Yin Moran to sit down. "This matter is a long story. Let me explain it to you piece by piece."

"Alright."

Yin Moran sat at the bedside, listening as Old Madam Yin slowly recounted the history of their intertwined past.

Her aged voice, measured and deliberate, carried Yin Moran into the depths of her memories.

It was as if he could see the grudges and romance of his parents’ generation.

He didn’t know how to feel. All he felt was disbelief.

So Chu Yelin had this kind of background and experience?

As the son of a secretary spy, the blood of the Yins ran through his veins.

No wonder, during their first meeting, Chu Yelin had exhibited such strong hostility toward him.

No wonder their features resembled each other in certain ways.

It turned out, they shared the same father.

It really was... hard to put into words.

Thinking about the current relationship between the two of them, Yin Moran’s dark eyes grew heavy.

Half-brothers entangled with the same woman—it was absurdly melodramatic!

"Moran, I’ve told you everything I know. Chu Yelin returned to Su City this time to take revenge on the Yins, and you, as the young master of this generation, are his main target. Though I sympathize with his plight, those experiences have twisted him into someone obsessed. As I age, my greatest wish is to see the descendants of the Yins live peacefully. But he..."

Old Madam Yin sighed again. "Moran, you’re my pride and joy. I don’t expect you two brothers to ever reconcile—I just hope you can protect the Yin legacy and not let others defeat you so easily."

Her words ignited a strong sense of responsibility and honor in Yin Moran’s heart.

"Grandma, rest assured, I will do everything I can to protect the Yin legacy."

Old Madam Yin looked at Yin Moran’s handsome face and nodded. "Alright, I’m tired now. You can go and let me rest for a bit."

"Alright."

Yin Moran stood up, helping Old Madam Yin lie down before watching her close her eyes. Only then did he quietly step out.

Looking at the empty corridor ahead and inhaling the sharp scent of disinfectant in the air, Yin Moran pressed his thin lips tightly together, his dark eyes swimming with countless emotions.

Chu Yelin had come prepared, with his sights set squarely on him.

Not only coordinating with the second branch of the Yin Family to try and oust him from the position of president of the Yins, but also aiming for his woman.

And Lin Qian...

Yin Moran pondered deeply.

Chu Yelin had made contact with her four years ago.

Was it merely coincidence, or had it been intentional?

In another hospital room.

Nangong Li sat by the bedside, gazing at the newly-awakened Yin Qinglan, his beautiful eyes brimming with pity.

He held the woman’s slender hand tightly, his heart aching as he said, "Qinglan, why are you so foolish!"

At his words, Yin Qinglan turned her head away, struggling to withdraw her hand from his grasp. Her closed eyes slowly released glimmering tears, which slid down her face.

Nangong Li didn’t let go of her hand; instead, he grasped it even tighter, his eyes filled with even more tenderness.